Building a Highway When Society Says Pick a Lane
Day 5: What if your confusion is actually clarity trying to emerge?
I'm about to get really fucking honest with you. I've been battling something, and I think I figured it out. What if the thing making you feel lost is actually what makes you rare?
The Two Voices War
I'm fighting two voices in my head every single day:
Voice 1: "Make money, look good on paper, follow the rules, be respectable, choose something society understands."
Voice 2: "Be happy, be authentic, fuck the rules, do what lights you up, even if it doesn't make sense to anyone else."
Society taught me I have to pick one. But what if my soul deserves both? What if I don't have to choose between success and happiness, between being respected and being real?
The Confusion Revelation
I've been so lost about my career, so confused about what comes next. Then I realized something that stopped me dead in my tracks: the confusion IS the path.
Here's what I want to be - and stay with me because this might sound insane:
I want Martha Stewart's lifestyle expertise, Oprah's heart, Brené Brown's vulnerability, Chelsea Handler's mouth, Julia Louis-Dreyfus's comedy, and Jennifer Garner's authenticity.
Society says, "Pick a lane." My soul says, "Build a highway."
The Rules Don't Serve Me
The traditional rules drain me - showing up at the same time, doing the same work, following the same bullshit structure that worked for people who aren't me.
I light up when I'm free from work culture bonds. I'm a homebody, an empath, an intuitive, a smartass, a foul-mouthed weirdo. Oh, and I'm a trained chef.
There's something there that will draw an audience. I can feel it.
The Intuitive Hit
My intuitive side tells me there's something huge out there for me. But I have to be vulnerable and put myself out there. I have to stop trying to fit into existing categories and start creating a new one.
Maybe I'm not supposed to be just a life coach, a content creator, or a chef. Maybe I'm supposed to be all of them, woven together in a way that's never been done before.
What if your confusion is actually clarity trying to emerge?
Octopus Wisdom, Part Two
Random fact: Octopuses can taste what they touch. Every surface gives them information others can't access.
Maybe that's what being multifaceted is—tasting life differently, having more ways to experience and understand the world, not being limited to one sense, one perspective, one lane.
The Highway Under Construction
Today, I choose building a highway over picking a lane.
Every day I'm laying down new pavement. Some days it's smooth asphalt, some days it's gravel and potholes. But I'm building something that's mine, something that can handle all the different parts of who I am.
What If You Can Be All Of It?
The confusion is starting to feel like clarity. What if you don't have to choose between who you are and who pays the bills? What if you can be all of it?
What if the world needs people who refuse to shrink themselves to fit into boxes that were never designed for them in the first place?
The highway's under construction. It's messy, it's unconventional, and some people might not understand where it's going.
But it's mine. And maybe, just maybe, it'll lead somewhere no one's ever been before.
Tomorrow we keep building this highway.
